Jealous
Pretty soon, I'ma take your phone
Or you should hide it in yo' pockets until you get home
Don't wanna see no tweets about the night we shared
Don't wanna hear your reasons for it, baby, I don't care
You and I both know I'm not just anybody
And I regret bringing yo' ass to all those after parties
You enjoyed yourself too much and you ain't barely started
I just can't invest in shit to end up broken-hearted
You stay taking pictures, pictures
Just to show them to your bitches, bitches
So you can make 'em jealous
Now I know where your head is
Man you stay taking those pictures, pictures
Just to show them to your bitches, bitches
So you can make 'em jealous
So now I gotta dead this
So lowkey, I just stay out the way
I built a lab up in the crib so I don't leave all day
You always try to rush out when I need you to stay
But don't forget to post a pic of you with yo bae
And by the way, I see right through it
I let you slide now 'cause I know you not use to it
If this is the way it is, don't even put me through it
I'm quick to cut it off, if you don't believe I'll do it
You stay taking pictures, pictures
Just to show them to your bitches, bitches
So you can make 'em jealous
Now I know where your head is
Man, you stay taking those pictures, pictures
Just to show them to your bitches, bitches
So you can make 'em jealous
So now I gotta dead this
Boy, don't tell me that you sorry when
You with them bitches every night when you be partying
Then you come late night, trying to hide your phone
You know that shit'll always end up in an argument
Look, why you always taking risk with me?
Hold me close by my waist, take pics with me
Women crush Wednesday's mean shit to me
Little kid shit and I don't let it get to me
Literally the whole world know this shit
Need a girl, but you busy chasing hoes and shit
You the type to try to keep it on the low and shit
I need a real fly nigga, I'm the coldest bitch
I'm so legit, I goes and get
Got your bitches, they all up on my shows and shit
Huh, look, keep it real, 'cause every time we chill
All you wanna do is post a pic
You stay taking pictures, pictures
Just to show them to your bitches, bitches
So you can make 'em jealous
Now I know where your head is
Man, you stay taking those pictures, pictures
Just to show them to your bitches, bitches
So you can make 'em jealous
So now I gotta dead this
Uh-uh
Or you should hide it in yo' pockets until you get home
Don't wanna see no tweets about the night we shared
Don't wanna hear your reasons for it, baby, I don't care
You and I both know I'm not just anybody
And I regret bringing yo' ass to all those after parties
You enjoyed yourself too much and you ain't barely started
I just can't invest in shit to end up broken-hearted
You stay taking pictures, pictures
Just to show them to your bitches, bitches
So you can make 'em jealous
Now I know where your head is
Man you stay taking those pictures, pictures
Just to show them to your bitches, bitches
So you can make 'em jealous
So now I gotta dead this
So lowkey, I just stay out the way
I built a lab up in the crib so I don't leave all day
You always try to rush out when I need you to stay
But don't forget to post a pic of you with yo bae
And by the way, I see right through it
I let you slide now 'cause I know you not use to it
If this is the way it is, don't even put me through it
I'm quick to cut it off, if you don't believe I'll do it
You stay taking pictures, pictures
Just to show them to your bitches, bitches
So you can make 'em jealous
Now I know where your head is
Man, you stay taking those pictures, pictures
Just to show them to your bitches, bitches
So you can make 'em jealous
So now I gotta dead this
Boy, don't tell me that you sorry when
You with them bitches every night when you be partying
Then you come late night, trying to hide your phone
You know that shit'll always end up in an argument
Look, why you always taking risk with me?
Hold me close by my waist, take pics with me
Women crush Wednesday's mean shit to me
Little kid shit and I don't let it get to me
Literally the whole world know this shit
Need a girl, but you busy chasing hoes and shit
You the type to try to keep it on the low and shit
I need a real fly nigga, I'm the coldest bitch
I'm so legit, I goes and get
Got your bitches, they all up on my shows and shit
Huh, look, keep it real, 'cause every time we chill
All you wanna do is post a pic
You stay taking pictures, pictures
Just to show them to your bitches, bitches
So you can make 'em jealous
Now I know where your head is
Man, you stay taking those pictures, pictures
Just to show them to your bitches, bitches
So you can make 'em jealous
So now I gotta dead this
Uh-uh
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Writer(s): Kehlani Parrish, Jahaan Sweet, Alexis Lynch
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